It s My Party part 4
Saturday evening, there was a ring at the door. My mom and Laura were back at this stage and I was just starting to forget my various ordeals. "Robert, it's for you." It was my mom. I ran down the stairs and as I passed her in the hall, she smirked at me. What was that about? Oh, probably because I didn't usually get calls from two giggling girls. Yeah, you guessed it. They looked older now, in jeans and skimpy tops. "Hi Robbie, you look a lot like your mommy. Ha ha ha. Come on,...